Music at the Abby

Yesterday was a nice quiet day after our trip to the D-Day beach on Friday. We went for a walk after dinner to the Abby a few km away, and saw these musicians practicing for their concert in two weeks (see video below).

Then Lauren touched some stinging nettle on the way home, but after some severe discomfort and finding out how to say stinging nettle in French (it's l'Ortie) and not being able to find an open pharmacie and ending up using another cream we already had, she's fine now.

We spoke to some people today who were complaining about yesterday's weather, so "lourd" heavy or humid "en Bretagne ce weekend". I guess it proves that it just depends on how you're looking at it because we thought it was an absolutely beautiful day and evening. Today too. It was on the cloudy side and on the warm side, but, as Kevin said, "at least, pas de pluie". Kevin's French is really coming along considering he knew nothing a few months ago. I keep speaking to him in French, especially when I'm having a conversation in French with someone else. He gets a really irritated look on his face, but he needs the immersion too, right? Sometimes, he has the audacity to just respond in English, but I got "trained" at the Summer Language Bursary Program in Trois Rivieres, Quebec where English was strictly prohibited, so my first reaction to that is, "how dare you?"

Well, it's back to school tomorrow, so we better get some rest now. Au revoir.